Just did the Beatles Liverpool tourist thingy this weekend at the invitation of our eldest granddaughter who is studying art there. We visited the Caven Quarter but did not go into the Caven Club itself, as we didn't have time. Been there before though. Varying stories about how genuine it is though, but who cares? Absolutely packed out along Matthew street and in all the adjacent pubs which opened on to it! Did The Beatles Story (museum) at the Albert Dock. Excellent, --- though of course my generation know the whole story back to front, but good displays and audio guide. Then we went on The Magical Mystery Tour coach trip to see where the Fab Four and Brian all lived and heard stories about them -- again all of which I knew about of course! Funniest thing in the street where George lived. The coach stops nearby and we walked 25m to the cul-de-sac down a small lane. As we were looking at the front door of George's old house a woman came out of one of the neighbours houses in a 60's pattern dressing gown, 60's slippers (I can recognise these things with my 60'sdar) and most iconicly, smoking a fag and with 60's curlers in her hair. She was either a plant in character of the 60's for the benefit of the tourists or she was a fashion throwback who really dressed like that. You couldn't ask of course because it would have been so rude to have got it wrong. We went down Penny Lane with the barber shop, the bus shelter, the fire station (which was not in Penny Lane by the way but around the corner) and we went on to Strawberry Fields. And lots more. Got pictures of ourselves at all the places. Great! Of course we had Beatles songs in between our guides narrative and were encouraged to sing along to them. I was complemented for knowing all the words -- of course! And all the while though, I'm thinking --- What are all these kids doing here. It is our culture -- Not theirs! We were the peers of the Beatles. We were the ones who discovered them, listened to them on the Pick of the Pops top twenty, Sunday afternoon, watched and listened to Ready Steady Go (the weekend starts here!) and the NME poll winners concerts! They were -- No, -- are - ours, not theirs!! I never saw the Beatles live, (my elder sister did) but I did see The Foremost at a dance at the Hereford Teacher Training college where we used to go to meet young ladies. (The Foremost were in the Epstein stable along with the Beatles, Cilla Black et al. They were utterly brilliant and probably the best four piece guitar band I have ever seen, to date! But the main thing that occupied my thoughts was that it all seemed just like yesterday. I was back in my youth with my ambition, -- my discovery of all the wonderful things grown ups are allowed to do. --- my fears and vulnerability carefully kept hidden. Even though it was over half a century ago -- three, or four even, generations ago!, it is still so fresh in my memory. Many things have happened to me following, but the Beatles and all the attendant pop rock culture are still there, clearer than much of what has happened in between. Rock on John, Paul, George and Ringo. Rock on!! I've had a great time and done lots of fun and interesting things, -(some of which I regret but most of which I don't)- between then and now. You may have been just four wandering minstrels of no real contribution to Human kind other than mere frill, froth and entertainment, but you were there in my teenage formative years and somehow you are very important in mine and others lives. Thanks.